These Burgers (Live) Lyrics

When the world's got you downRainy Sundays, sunny townTropicana, canned foodsBotulism, damaged goodsSee the hipsters in the parkHair so styled, clothes so darkPrefab molded hamburgersI don't want a bite of yours

These burgers are crazyThese burgers are crazyThese burgers are crazyThese burgers are crazy

They don't like you, never willThey slip you the happy pillAssimilation, so they thinkSend you to the naughty shrinkYou just tell him lies, liesParanoia, bugs and fliesYou don't like them, never didYou don't like them, never did

These burgers are crazyThese burgers are crazyThese burgers are crazyThese burgers are crazy